"I've been in Philadelphia for a few days. Is he coming out on Friday?"
"Oh, yes. He comes so often nowadays that we call him a commuter."
"Attractive spot, this," said he, with a significant glance up the terrace.
"So it would appear."
"He's really keen about her?"
She did not reply, but her smile meant more than words.
"I am eager to get at the portrait," said he, after a moment.
"Leslie tells me that you want to do me also," said she carelessly.
He flushed. "Confound him! I suppose it annoys you, Mrs. Wrandall. He shouldn't carry tales."
"But do you?"